Trooper Station, Friday

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Apparently the player universe felt it had been far too long since anyone at the station opened a drawer only to find it sloshing with coffee, because that’s what was happening today. Every drawer was coffee: some of it hot, some of it iced, but all of it coffee.

Hopefully no one had need of any files or anything today, because… coffee.

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The pun, naturally, earned an:
incorrigible.

(How that of all words managed to be spelled correctly was a mystery for the ages.)

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Perhaps because Steven earned it so often?

Regardless, it wasn't too long later that Steven appeared at Llewellyn's office door with a cardboard drinks tray in one hand and a paper sack from The Perk in another. "Hello, you."

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“Hello, you,” Watts replied, beaming back at Steven.

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Steven came in and closed the office door behind him with his foot. "I thought I'd come by and treat you for your first day commuting from our new home."

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“As consolation for my now much-longer walk?” Watts mused, standing up and walking over to take the drinks out of Steven’s hands and place them on his desk. In order to facilitate a proper greeting, of course.

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"And to prove not even a longer walk will keep me from you," Steven said. He put the bag down as well so he had both hands free to wrap around Llewellyn's waist. "Far too fond of you, you see."

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“Mmm, just what I like to hear,” Watts said, pulling him in for a kiss.

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Steven kissed him back happily. "See? Imagine going still more hours without that."

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“I don’t care to,” Watts declared. “Not at all.”

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"Luckily I've saved you from such a horrible fate," Steven said. "And myself. Works out pretty well, actually. I brought mocha and muffins by the way."

Because Steven wasn't going to stop by and not include snacks.

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“I do love you so.” Which was true even without the snacks.

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Even if that wasn't new information, Steven still felt warm inside every time Llewellyn said it. "I love you too. Shall I serve? It's apple cinnamon and chocolate chip. One of each, I mean."

It perhaps went without saying these would be cut in half for them to share.

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“Please,” Watts said, pulling out Steven’s usual chair so he could take a seat.

Why have only one kind of muffin when you could share two? It just made logical sense, really.

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"So gallant," Steven said, smiling up at Llewellyn as he sat in the offered chair.

Steven then set about taking out the muffins and cutting them in two. It was highly possible these were not exactly even cuts and that Llewellyn got the larger of the pieces both times.

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Which was the sort of thing Watts might protest, except that he would turn around and do exactly the same for Steven when it was his turn to serve something, so in the end it all worked out.

“For my Gentleman Knight? Of course.”

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"It's nice," Steven said as he handed Llewellyn his pieces. "Being treated that way. I like it. It's romantic."

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Watts leaned down to press a quick kiss to Steven’s cheek before he took his own seat.

“I like doing it for you,” Watts said. “So that works out rather nicely, doesn’t it?”

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"I like having a chivalrous beau," Steven said. He moved one of the mochas in reach of Llewellyn, since those were both the same. "Feels like a luxury."

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"Says the man who brings me snacks," Watts said fondly.

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"But you enjoy them," Steven said, as though that made it perfectly obvious why he would bring some. Which was, perhaps, Llewellyn's exact point.

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“I do,” Watts conceded. “But I don’t require them. And yet here you are regardless, making my day better both with snacks and your presence.”

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"Selfish, really," Steven said. "I enjoy seeing you smile."

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“Lucky for you, you’re exceedingly talented when it comes to making me smile,” Watts pointed out.

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"Lucky me indeed," Steven said. "So I've been tuning next week we should make a date night of you and me in our new kitchen."

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“Tired of the nearby takeout options already?” Watts asked with a teasing smile.